DON’T ACT YOUR AGE

I had lunch with an old friend today. We both had hard childhoods and were in the same class, although neither of us were aware of the others hardships at the time. Around us, young people and pupils were laughing, having lunch, exploring fashion and enjoying being young. We sort of skipped all of that….

MOGALE TAVERN: PAP AND VLEIS AND SHUT THE FUCK UP

“Those white fucking Afrikaners,” said the black man angrily, looking straight at me. “No offence.” “None taken,” say I, a white fucking Afrikaner. We cheers merrily, with a crisp, icy cider. I can assure you that the statement was given and received with sincerity and openness. Compassion, even. More than that – relief. A reprieve…